This muun, Sog was sitting bored in a little corner of the Kursed Keep, practicing grinding different types of toksuns. He began to hear some clinking and banging down below in the entryway to the keep.

BLUUD FUR DA BLUUDGUD!! OBB WID DER HEDZ!!!

Sog dropped his bottles and ran down stairs to find Ch'Por the old Sebered Hed going berserk, knocking down chests and screaming at all the humie prisoner skeletons.